Day 627

No, the Mini Imp is not asleep. He started crawling today, and for some reason he thinks that he needs to use his head as a plough in front. He flew from one side of the room to the other, bumped into the chair, then re-aimed to the left to come to me. I guess that we'll soon be dealing with a case of carpet burn on his forehead.

Otherwise, today was spent helping the Girly sort out their bedroom (aka cull the packrat's collection). Four new plastic tubs, half a pack of Ziplok bags, and clearing out two black sacks of stuff and she's completely thrilled (and I'm no longer stepping on Lego to take her brother to bed)